"But they are thirsty and hungry; they might not be able to make it back to Twin Bridges Town." Barrend had no good impressions of these Gray Dwarves, but Lancelot knew the old Dwarf would not really ignore his kin who still harbored hatred towards him. "Besides alkali, is there any other method to deal with it?"
"You won't think of a way to deal with it; you'll only think of how to go around it," Kalalin explained, "The Mud Monster's bodily fluids are highly corrosive. The fluid that sprays out from a wound will harm the attacker, and the weapon used to attack will quickly corrode into a pile of scrap metal."
"These creatures have almost no intelligence. Generally speaking, if left alone, they will move away after a while. I have never seen any Mud Monster so persistently block an entrance, and it seems this has been going on for several days."
"Regardless, it is blocking our path," Lancelot declared, "Scholar, do we have enough alkali to deal with this creature?"
